"Would it be cool if I got a ride home with you?"
There are times that I give people rides after work. I figure I'm up and awake anyways and I'm usually not going to bed anytime soon. I don't do it for everyone usually people that have been coming to the establishment for a while or friends. It's kind of a perk for them to want to come by. They know they get taken care of. If they're too wasted though I tell them some story and put them in a cab. I don't want them puking in my car.
"Sure, just give me a few minutes to finish up and we'll get goin."
She's a very attractive woman. She had on a sheer dress and she has a very good looking body. So I went off to finish the things I do at the end of the night and she sat at the bar to wait for me. I finished up rather quick since she was waiting and out the door we went. Conversation was pretty dull on the way to the car. I stop at the passenger side door, unlock it and open the door for her. She gets in and I walk around to the driver side, unlock it and get in.
I get in the car and she starts to say thank you for the ride when I look over. I quickly look away as I pull on my seat belt and say, "Hun, you might want to fix your dress." Somehow when she got in her dress magically moved up. It was up enough that the mystery of panties or no panties was solved.
Her face turned red and she apologized. I told her there wasn't a need for an apology. It's not like I haven't seen that region before.
So I start up the car and sit there for a minute or two for it to warm up. "Ok hun, which way am I going to get you home?"
"Well, did you want to hang out tonight?" She sat there smiling at me.
"Ok, what did you have in mind? Breakfast?"
"We could do that. I'm a big fan of just hanging out somewhere and watching a movie. Wouldn't mind having another drink but I don't have anything at home. I mean I'm not looking for a relationship or anything."
"I think I have a few beers at my house. Shall we?"
There's been a million opportunities for me to be in this very situation. I've been in this situation only a couple times. I don't really like it.
So we get back to my place, I grab a couple beers out of the fridge and turn on a movie. We sit there and talk a little. Well, she mainly does the talking, the girl just wouldn't shut up.
"I'm really glad that we get to hang out. I always see you at work and never get to talk to you. So have you ever been tipped so people can get in?"
"Sure, it tends to happen."
"I have a customer that comes in occasionally and he's always leaving me extra tips."
"Tips are always a good thing."
"Yea, he always leaves me special tips. I don't mind sharing them if you want." Her eyes kind of lit up when she said that. At the same time I realized what extra tips meant.
"That's ok, you should keep that for yourself."
"Well, I don't like partying by myself. We can have a really good time," she moves closer.
"My partying years are way past me. I have no need for it."
Then she just kept yapping away for the next hour. She went on about things that I didn't give two shits about. Her schooling, her background, her family, all the places she's lived and then to top it all off, her boyfriend.
"Wait, hold on. You got a boyfriend?"
"So why are you here?"
"Well, we're just hanging out."
"Ok... but your still here. The bars are closed and your here."
"Oh, we don't live together or anything."
Then she's off on another tangent about something. I start to get really bored at this point. "I hate to interrupt but it's gettin pretty late. I do need to get up early to do some things."
"Oh... ok. I can go. You sure you don't want to share?"
"I'm good. At least now you have more for you an your boy."
I walk her to the curb and wait until she gets a cab.
Just another reason why I steer clear of women who work in the industry.